"Bob, I'm going to miss you." I felt another weak squeeze to my hand. I stood up over him, slid my hand out of his.
Bob and I joked about him making his final journey up. He never used the term heaven. I did not share my personal beliefs with him. Classes taught me to keep them out of my work. Is this a good idea or not? Please share your thoughts below.
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